- Unknown: [Opening theme] Years spent fighting in that phantom war Never knew what we were fighting for Guess there ain't much more than we can risk Got to make up time for what we missed! Don't go telling us the same old lies Can't you see the anger in our eyes Litghten up Jack, we don't need no fight But if you mess with us, we'll waste ya, Ain't that right!
- Postman: Just saw that bunch of Negros drive out of here. Is everything all right?
- Mrs. Perkins: Of course. Why?
- Postman: Well, I thought I'd better check and make sure. You know how "they" are!
- Mrs. Perkins: Yes.
- [Looks at the work completed by the Black Six]
- Mrs. Perkins: I know how "they" are.
- [Smiles, and nods approvingly]
- Bubba Daniels: There ain't no tomorrow, just right now. We got our bikes, we get $150 a month from Uncle Sam, but mostly of all, we ain't got no hassles. Got the open road, country air, and the wind. But most of all, no hassles.